1. We park Chloe on Alec's sheepskin, and she lies there quite happily. Alec hunkers down above her head and puts his nose right on hers. We're not quite sure what he's doing and she doesn't seem to mind. I remove him after the third time, as I'm sure that kind of thing gets old quickly when you can't move except to rotate your body in shuffly circles round your head.
2. On the way to nursery, I tell Alec: "If Auntie Katie says you are a very good boy, I'm proud of you because she's got high standards."
3. Alec has stopped roaring and kicking (he is a tired little boy who just wants some bub and his bed) but I'm not sure how I'm going to get him home. Then I see Nick standing outside waiting for us.
